In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 47: Cleaning Lady

Time really flies by. Without even knowing it, we are only a few days away from the anniversary party.

The party will be held at a lakeside country house. Mom is in hysterics, getting herself all worked up about everything looming on the horizon. She moved to the country house two weeks ago to make sure everything goes perfect.

And three days before the party, she called me nonstop asking for help. I have no choice but to take a few days off from school and come to her side.

Eason volunteers to drive me there. He picks me up at school in a red convertible, which is absolutely conspicuous in the school parking lot. People are actually turning their heads to look when I open the door and hop inside.

“How many luxury cars do you own?” I ask him when he exists the parking lot.

His hands are on the wheels, eyes straight ahead, as a playful grin appears on his lips. “Do you really want to know? Or are you just being ironic?”

“I was being ironic, but I am also curious now,” I giggle. “Let me guess…10?”

“10?” he laughs out loud, “That’s the top number you can guess?”

always known that he is rich but exactly how much money he possesses is beyond my

me!” |

taps his index finger rhythmically on the wheel. “So in Boston I have 5 cars, but I usually only drive M8 and Maserati. And in New York, I think there are 3-4? I’ve lost count. Let me think… there are a couple more in L.A. I order a new Lamborghini last year and they just

far. “That’s enough. I got the idea…God, why do you need so many cars? You only drive a few normally. It’s such

only people with no money worry about practicability. I have more money than I can ever splurge in a lifetime, so I simply buy what

different mindsets and I’ll never be able to understand

he takes a look at me. “You

| pause before saying, “We are so different, you know? Do you really think

and reaches over, taking my palm. “I know what you are worrying about. But let’s just focus on the present. The rest will come into play when the time

smile back at him, trying my best to shake off those dark feelings at

get off the freeway, he opens the top and lets

stops the car once to get me a mint

passed 7. The car drives through the big iron gate and into the English landscape garden, which

at the front door, behind the fountain. A maid comes to greet us and takes our luggage when mom

her hands in frustration. “You should’ve arrived